Capítulo 130: Why nightgowns have ribbons

I'm wearing only underwear and socks while lying on the bed. Alexander has been staring at me for a minute or so. He's sitting next to me, shirtless and too relaxed.

My dress is on the floor, and the chemise is next to it, completely torn apart.

There wouldn't be anything worth a mention if only my hands were free.

«What were you planning to use to tie my right hand?» Alexander asks. He's so close that his warmth reaches me, but he's not touching, just looking. «You know you didn't have any chance to tie both my hands with a single scarf.»

«I've never had a chance. Period.»

«So, is there a second scarf somewhere nearby?»

«No, I wanted to use my socks.»

«Oh, clever,» he chuckles. His voice is tender and calm, his eyes are reassuring.

What a situation.

«We can talk about it,» I sigh. «What if I promise I won't do it ever again?»

«Oh, but it was so fun, Thea. I'll be happy if you do this more often.»